Being a bondage whore may be hereditary. My dad tied my mother up daily all during my school girl days. Not a day goes by that one of my masters doesn’t tie me up for some kinky fun. I came home early from work yesterday. I couldn’t find my daughter, but I heard muffled screams. I followed the sounds, which led me to the basement. I discovered my teen daughter contorted like a squashed bug against the wall in some sort of extreme bondage device. My son was stroking his cock, shooting cum all over his sister who was clearly in pain from the sounds she was making. As I got closer, I realized that he had a fuck machine penetrating her tight holes. It was going back and forth from her ass and her cunt. In the position she was in, her ass was above her head, clearly exposed for her brother’s pleasure. I tried to intervene, but my daughter insisted she wanted to be her brother’s pet. I clearly passed my submissive gene to my daughter. I didn’t realize young girls today even thought about the submissive life.

Her pussy was squirting all over her and the wall as that fuck machine penetrated her tight bald cunt over and over. I was impressed, and a bit jealous. She is younger, certainly more flexible, but I wanted to be contorted like that. I wanted my son to dominate me the way he did his sister. When I asked if I could play, he laughed at me. Informed me I was a fat old whore not worth the effort. I started to play with my pussy watching my son and daughter engaged in some S and M games, but he yelled at me to stop touching my worthless whore pussy. When I didn’t remove my hands from my panties fast enough, he slapped me. When I fell back from the impact, he pissed on my face and reminded me that the women in this house answer to him. I may not get treated the same as my nubile young daughter, but I am going to enjoy being my son’s submissive whore.